I accidentally joined a group of charlatans, so I immediately called the police and handed it over t

There was no loud explosion.

There was also no gunpowder smoke when the gunpowder was fired.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, only one extremely sharp and brief sound rang out, as if it could tear apart one's eardrums and soul simultaneously—

"Sizzle—"

The sound was like ten thousand birds screaming at the same time, or like a high-voltage power line being inserted directly into the brain.

Everyone instinctively covered their ears and closed their eyes in pain.

But in Command Center 001, Chen Xi did not close his eyes.

He stared intently at the big screen, watching the miracle that transcended human comprehension unfold.

Suddenly, a burst of light shot out from the top of the rhenium pillar, which had turned entirely purple-gold.

That wasn't a beam of light.

It was a living dragon.

A thunder dragon—woven from pure plasma, high-energy particle streams, and some mysterious laws of nature.

With a diameter exceeding five meters, it carried a world-destroying power, twisting its body and drawing a strange zigzag line in the air.

Newton must have turned in his grave at that moment.

Inertia? Gravity? Air resistance?

All of these are rendered ineffective before this divine punishment.

It ignores spatial distance and physical rules.

"Oh my God!!!"

American pilot Jack only had time to let out a desperate scream.

He didn't even have time to touch the ejection seat's pull ring.

The purple-gold lightning dragon merely grazed his fighter jet.

There was no explosion with flames shooting into the sky.

There were no flying debris fragments.

In that very instant.

The F-35C stealth fighter, which cost $200 million and represented the pinnacle of human aviation industry, was like a pencil drawing erased on a canvas.

It simply disappeared.

gasification.

Complete vaporization.

Under ultra-high pressure of hundreds of millions of volts and high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, the fighter jet's skin, engine, fuel, ammunition, and even the pilot himself were instantly reduced to the most basic atomic state.

It transformed into a dazzling but fleeting plasma cloud, dissipating in the wind.

Next came the wingman.

After devouring the first fighter jet, the lightning dragon seemed unsatisfied.

It made an extremely awkward turn in the air, as if toying with its prey, and then snapped into another fighter jet that was trying to escape.

"Sizzle—"

It was the same sound again.

The same outcome.

Two fighter jets, two ace pilots.

In less than a second, it was completely wiped from the world, leaving not a speck of dust behind.

The whole process was so fast that it was impossible to blink.

But this is just the beginning.

The satiated thunder dragon did not disappear.

Carrying its remaining power, it roared as it soared into the sky, crashing straight into the thick, oppressive cumulonimbus clouds.

Rumble—!!!

This time, the thunder is real.

High above, the winds and clouds change color.

The leaden-gray clouds that originally covered hundreds of kilometers seemed to have been punched hard by an invisible giant hand.

A huge hole, tens of kilometers in diameter, exploded instantly in the center of the clouds.

The clouds churned and dispersed in all directions.

Golden sunlight.

The long-awaited, brilliant, and sacred sunlight poured down like a waterfall through that enormous hole.

It illuminated the lone Type 055 destroyer.

It illuminated the rhenium pillar that was slowly cooling and emitting wisps of blue smoke.

It also illuminated the sea area where the "miracle" had just occurred.

Dead silence.

Whether it was the command center of a US aircraft carrier or the lobby of Base 001, the whole world was plunged into a deathly silence.

General Harris's communicator slipped from his hand and hit his foot, but he was completely unaware of it.

His mouth was agape, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, staring blankly at the two points of light on the screen that vanished in an instant.

"That's it?"

"Gone just like that?"

His prized fighter jets, his arrogant provocations.

It's like a joke.

It vanished into thin air with a casual wave of someone's sleeve.

"What...what is this...?"

"What is this...?"

fear.

A primal fear of unknown forces, originating from the depths of their souls, instantly shattered the psychological defenses of all Western soldiers.

This is a power that humans cannot comprehend.

This is God's domain.

Inside Base 001.

Li Guobang's legs went weak, and he slumped into the chair.

He looked at the clean sky on the screen, the "purified" area where not a single cloud remained.

Tears streamed down his face.

"We did it..."

"They really did it..."

He turned his head, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Chen Xi was no longer just trust, but awe.

It was like watching a deity walking among humans.

Chen Xi stood there, his face slightly pale.

Controlling such a divine object, even with the assistance of Lei Gong's magic array, would still consume a tremendous amount of his mental energy.

He took a piece of chocolate out of his pocket, tore open the wrapper, and popped it into his mouth.

The bittersweet sensation melted on his tongue, bringing him back to his senses.

He picked up the communicator and reconnected to the public channel.

His voice was still so gentle and polite, yet it sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.

"Cough cough."

"Dear viewers..."

"As you can see."

"Our company's 'Localized Severe Convective Weather Control Experiment' has been a complete success."

Chen Xi pointed to the huge hole in the blue sky on the screen and smiled.

He smiled like a kind neighbor who had just done something trivial.

"look."

"I told you so."

"This is truly artificial rain."

"only……"

Chen Xi's eyes turned cold, and his tone became menacing.

"This rain is a bit heavy."

"I washed away those two unruly flies."

"Remember to bring an umbrella next time."

Done.

Chen Xi immediately cut off the communication.

He turned around, looked at Li Guobang who was staring blankly, and clapped his hands.

"Old Li, that's a wrap."

"I imagine the orders for that rhenium metal will be so plentiful we won't be able to keep up with them, right?"

"after all……"

Chen Xi glanced at the sky outside the window.

"Who wouldn't want their weather to be this sunny?"